……acquaintance.
The sight of the blood-red mark awakened Su Ming'an's memory of the fourth world.
In the fourth world, this bloody pattern gave him a very deep impression.
If it weren't for the overlap in skills, this person would really be an acquaintance.
Before he could say anything, Mo Yan shouted as if he was seeing his lover: "F*ck! Lin Jiang Da Da!"
The black-haired girl turned her head slightly, her eyes full of vigilance.
"I'm very familiar with this seal! I know all the skills of the players on the list by heart. This seal is Lin Jiangda's core skill. It can not only be placed in advance as a trap, but can also be thrown. It has the mandatory effect of definitely imprisoning the enemy... …”
"Shut up."
If Lin Jiang doesn't say anything, this person will finish the effects of her skills.
She was still waiting in the room, planning to wait until daylight before coming out. Unexpectedly, she was still searching for clues just now, and the next second she lay back on the bed.
After being stunned for a moment, she realized that other players had triggered some mechanism that caused the dungeon to restart.
She immediately did not sit still and wait for death. Since other players can travel at night, she naturally can't let go of this opportunity.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw this suspicious light coming towards her.
Without any hesitation, she grabbed the tattoo and went out, preparing to operate on this damn thing first.
As a result, the door next to the room rang, and two more people came out.
…Obviously they are all players.
The light on her hand flashed, and just as she was about to continue attacking the light, she saw the young man next to him shouting loudly:
"No! Mr. Lin Jiang, if you kill this light copy, it will be reset!"
...reset?
Lin Jiang reacted: "You were the ones who reset the dungeon just now..."
"It's not me!" Mo Yan immediately turned aside and let Su Ming'an out, looking like the boss was the best: "It's the boss! The boss took action and instantly "clicked" that damn thing!"
Lin Jiang looked over and saw a young man who was also wearing a hospital gown and looked a little decadent.
……do not know.
Role-playing, if you can tell who it is, it will be a ghost.
Unless the move is real and the move is famous, it is basically impossible to recognize who is who.
Lin Jiang stopped paying attention to these two people. This strange light was in front of him.
Suddenly, there was another "bang" from the side, and another player's door was pushed open.
From inside, a figure emerged. The figure seemed to have the ability to attract hatred. After dazzling in front of the light, the light actually let go of Lin Jiang who was in front of him and swung towards the figure.
As the light approached, everyone saw who suddenly appeared and took the initiative to lead the light away.
Looking at the running person, Su Mingan was slightly stunned.
"——Su Mingan! It's you!"
He heard Lin Jiang shouting with a strange smile.
"Fuck! Fuck! Great God! Really great God——"
He heard Mo Yan's excited and shocked tone next to him.
Logically speaking, he should be used to this kind of tone.
...if the person they were talking to was him.
But now, neither Lin Jiang nor Mo Yan were looking at him.
But that figure... took the initiative to run over and lead the light away.
Through the light, he saw the face and appearance of that person very clearly.
Black clothes, black hair, a long sword in his hand.
That extremely familiar face made him feel like he was looking in the mirror.
...The man who suddenly rushed out from the side door and led away the light with a savior attitude.
It actually looks exactly like him.
But Su Mingan knew clearly that he had never released his clone from the beginning to the end.
So, what exactly is this thing...
Suddenly, that "Su Mingan" spoke.
"——Are you my light chasers?"
Su Mingan was stunned.
Mo Yan next to him nodded desperately, like a chicken pecking at rice, and his whole body was trembling with excitement.
"I will lead this light away. You people, just stand where you are and wait to be saved."
"Su Ming'an" said, then turned around and ran away.
The light chased him away, as if it was completely absorbed by him.
At this moment, a figure wearing a hospital gown walked out from behind the door.
He stretched out his hand as if he was controlling "Su Ming'an". When he saw the three people here, he showed a arrogant look.
"Great God! Great God! That's your clone, right!" Mo Yan was ecstatic: "Oh my God, I'm so happy. I actually met two of them at the same time in the dungeon, and one of them is actually..."
"My clone will lead the light away. Don't run around at night." The player said, then turned to look at Lin Jiang: "I didn't expect to meet you again."
"Su Ming'an, what a coincidence." Lin Jiang smiled: "...So, are you ready to be skinned by me?"
"Your hobbies are very special."
"I'm only interested in two kinds of people. Special people, and particularly annoying people." Lin Jiang's student timidity had completely disappeared, as if he had never been disguised. Facing this "Su Ming'an", her spirit was undisguised, and her words were even mixed with strong excitement:
"And for a goal that interests me, I will do my best..."
"Try your best to peel off my skin?" The player laughed: "If everyone is a person chasing light, but you don't even have the slightest use value, Lin Jiang, your useless paranoia, and that The Soviet style is no different.”
Su Mingan stood aside and silently lowered his presence.
He had heard before that there were people in the dungeon who deliberately imitated the top players in order to gain attention.
Previously, someone bought a red butterfly and imitated Lu Shu in the Minghui World. He imitated the imitation to a 100% degree, and was actually believed by many players who were kept in the dark. This gave him a lot of help.
Unexpectedly, he met one in this copy.
However, this person's imitation looks more advanced. This person also had skills similar to those of a clone, and he actually managed to confuse Lin Jiang.
Su Ming'an's Bai Shen is a hidden profession, which is unique. It has an independent personality and the ability to switch between light and shadow. It should be unique. But the clone skills may not be the case.
Suppose the opponent has a skill similar to camouflage or phantom. It is not impossible to imitate his appearance and pretend to be the clone of the first player.
...Moreover, the other party seemed to know his words well, and actually copied what the clone had said in this situation.
"You compare me with that ignorant little girl?" Lin Jiang made a sound of grinding his teeth, and the marks on his hands seemed ready to move.
"——Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute, two great gods!"
Mo Yan was no longer trembling with excitement, he seemed to want to participate.
"Master, look, there are only twenty people in this dungeon, and the light is so weird, maybe we have a common enemy. If you have any grudges, let's leave them to the fifth day to resolve them. Isn't that good?"
"Not good." Lin Jiang said hard.
But she actually knew that it would be much better to keep Su Ming'an than to fight with him at night.
First of all, she knew she couldn't beat the opponent.
A combat power of 1,700... This was too much. The opponent's combat power had soared since the fourth world, and gradually reached the point where she couldn't keep up.
Secondly, it's because...Su Mingan's customs clearance ability is recognized by the world.
As long as he is alive, he will always walk the correct route. Leave him to look for clues in the dungeon, and as long as the others are responsible for following, there is basically no pressure. There is no need to worry about not being able to pass the dungeon, and you can even see the most hidden true ending.
Lin Jiang grinded his teeth and the marks on his hands darkened.
That "Su Mingan" smiled, as if he had expected this scene.
"It seems that it is not suitable to travel at night." He said, "I will go back to my room and wait until daytime. You guys...it doesn't matter what happens to you. It's up to you."
"Great God! Great God!" Mo Yan rushed over in an instant, forgetting the "big brother" he had just been thinking about.
Facing the arrogant expression of the player with his nostrils turned upward, Mo Yan looked very receptive: "Master! I really like you. I really didn't expect to meet you here... Well, can you leave an autograph for me?"
As he spoke, he immediately took out a sword with the word "Sword Gate" engraved on it. He took out a carving knife, as if he wanted the player to sign with the carving knife.
"I want to leave the great god's name on the sword forever. From now on, I will walk through the dungeon as if the great god is by my side..."
"Hmph." The player snorted in an OOC way, seemingly very proud of himself. After taking the carving knife, he picked up the sword and said casually: "What's your name?"
"Master, my name is Mo Yan!"
"Very good, you are a qualified light chaser." The player said, leaving marks on the sword with the carving knife. His expression was as satisfied as if he saw his own child get a perfect score, with a hint of a father: " In future copies, remember to pass on my will."
"Okay, Master! Thank you, Master!"
Mo Yan took back his sword and stroked the blade almost like stroking the skin of a lover. On it were the words "Su Ming'an, the Lighthouse of the World" clearly written on it. He touched that line of words with silly joy, and his smile bloomed like fireworks.
"I'm very happy that in such a world, there are light chasers like you." The player continued. He looked at Mo Yan, his eyes full of satisfaction: "When I stand in the spotlight of the world, you You will also become your own luminous body.”
"Great God..."
Mo Yan's eyes filled with tears, and he was so moved that he almost cried.
"Okay, I'm going back." The player waved his hand: "Don't get in my way at any time. If you want to prove your sincerity, then make a contribution and show it to me - this copy, I will always pass the next dungeons perfectly. People who don’t need to understand everything, just watch me move forward.”
As he spoke, he glanced at the silent "big brother" who was hiding next to Mo Yan with a very dissatisfied look, wondering why this player wasn't excited at all.
He walked back and closed the door.
Mo Yan held the sword in his arms, his tears were like foam, and he was so moved that he burst into tears.
"Brother...that's a great god. Look, the signature he signed for me is so beautiful..."
Holding the sword in his hand, he read the line of words carefully and showed them to him like a treasure.
But Su Mingan didn't want to talk at all at this time.
"This person is still pretending as always." Lin Jiang next to him commented disdainfully.
This sentence made Su Mingan a little defensive.
"He wasn't like this before," he said.
"That's it." Lin Jiang crossed her chest and turned back to her room:
"It's always been like this."
She said and closed the door with a bang, as if she didn't want to pay attention to these two "ordinary players".
"Brother, brother, let's go back to the room first and close the door. I'm afraid that light will come back again." Mo Yan held the long sword with a smile, but at the same time there was a bit of confusion in his tone: "Strange... Chapter 1 The Great God sent out his clones, why didn't he have any intention of taking them back..."
Su Mingan probably thought of the reason.
Maybe that clone-like skill isn't so heaven-defying, and maybe it's just a one-time phantom.
Therefore, that player has no intention of taking it back. Maybe he knows that if this skill is sent out, it cannot be taken back.
If a player really has the clone skill, he should not be weak, and he wouldn't do such outrageous things... right?
"Brother, look at these words. The words written by the master are so beautiful. I will treasure them for a lifetime... I will be in my heart for the next dungeon... Hey, brother, why don't you speak? Brother, why are you autistic? , Brother, don’t shut yourself up——"
Mo Yan turned around, about to show off to his elder brother his sword with the first player's signature buff, but he saw his elder brother sitting directly on the bed, looking autistic.
"No." Su Mingan raised his head: "I was thinking."
"Thinking..." Mo Yan seemed to think for a while, and then suddenly seemed to understand something: "Brother, I understand."
"..."
"Brother, I see that eldest brother has used a skill similar to annihilation before, and also used the Sword of Arman. I think eldest brother also likes the first player." Mo Yan's thoughts gradually changed: "But now it seems that eldest brother I don’t particularly like it... So it turns out that the eldest brother is targeting the number one player! The eldest brother wants to surpass him!"
Su Mingan was shocked by Mo Yan's brain circuit for a moment, and then said:
"Why..." He grabbed the corner of the quilt and unknowingly used strength: "Can't I be the number one player?"
He also has a skill similar to annihilation, and he also uses the unabashed Sword of Arman. Although Mo Yan might not have seen the annihilating slash used later, why did Mo Yan never think about whether he might be Su Ming'an?
Mo Yan stared at him and was silent for a moment.
"Because brother, you don't look like him at all." Mo Yan laughed like a fool.
"picture?"
"The way you speak and the way you act are completely different." Mo Yan scratched his head: "If he were really the number one god, he would definitely tell me to get out of here as soon as he met a worthless waste like me. How can I be like a big brother? You are so gentle and you saved me - if my eldest brother hadn't taken the initiative to rush towards the light last time, I would have died. It was the same before, always letting me follow you and protecting me..."
He held the sword in his hand like a big treasure. When he raised his head, his eyes were as clear as water:
"So, a great god can only be a great god after all. He can only watch from a distance and leave a signature. Unlike you, big brother, you are amiable and have no airs at all.
Brother, you are very good, better than many players at the top of the list, but you see useless players like me.
The eldest brother is not a great god, but the eldest brother is the eldest brother. "
"So I said..." Mo Yan smiled: "I feel sorry for my brother."
Su Mingan sighed.
There were emotions in his heart that he didn't know how to describe.
Looking at the stupidly smiling young man in front of him, who was holding a sword with a fake signature, but seemed to be holding on to his faith, he gently loosened his tightly clenched hands.
But the next moment, the young man's words broke his guard.
"Moreover," Mo Yan said, "The first player just now looks like the first player. He looks very much like him."
"...It doesn't look like it at all!"
